Fang Yun thought for a moment, then suddenly used the superior Literary Heart, Silver Tongue, to recite Wind-and-Rain Dream Battle within a single breath. He summoned ten Cold-Iron Knights, then looked at Zhang Jing'an.
Envy appeared in Zhang Jing'an's eyes, but otherwise, he showed no unusual reaction.
Fang Yun asked, "What War Poetry did I just use?"
Zhang Jing'an curled his lip. "You won't stump me with that. It's the famous Hanlin Academician transmissible battle poem, Storming the Linked Camps. I can recite it from memory, too."
"Oh? How fast was my Fluent Recitation just now?" Fang Yun asked.
Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun in bewilderment. "Just like a normal Hanlin Academician reciting War Poetry. Not fast or slow, about the same as anyone else. Could you stop treating me like some ignorant child? I'm the heir to the Pearl River Army, after all!"
Fang Yun felt even more reassured. It seemed the Commentary on the Book of Changes did not merely disguise appearances; it could even create illusions directly. He had clearly used Wind-and-Rain Dream Battle, yet outsiders heard and saw Storming the Linked Camps. He had clearly used a Literary Heart, but to other people's senses, the speed of his Fluent Recitation had been perfectly ordinary.
Fang Yun nodded inwardly. It seemed the Book Mountain Elder had been right. This illusion was so sophisticated that only a Second Saint of the human race or a Great Sage of the demon barbarians could see through it.
"Enter the secret chamber!"
At Fang Yun's command, the Cold-Iron Knights dismounted, lifted the floorboards, and descended the stairs.
Fang Yun reasoned that Jingzhou was the capital of the Chu Kingdom, with the Temple of Sages at its center. No one would come to steal from or rob a dignified marquis's lineage,